The first thousand two hundred and fifty-six chapters are like two people
Chapter 1,256: Two completely different people
Yang Xuan suddenly realized that sometimes he couldn't understand the girl in front of him.
This little girl has a pure heart, and often behaves like a seven or eight-year-old girl. Even the word "innocent" does not appear to be the least bit offensive when used on her.
She is very nervous and carefree. Many times in extremely dangerous moments, this girl's heart is surprisingly big. Sometimes when even Yang Xuan is extremely nervous, this girl acts like nothing is wrong.
But only in the matter of revenge, she showed her forbearance, tenacity, and thoughtfulness, which was completely different from that careless girl.
Hongque had planned almost every step, and the ending of Lao Guizha was just as she expected. He died suddenly and inexplicably during the torture.
There was no trace of any of this, and even Sangzhu Zhaluo just thought that Lao Guizha could not withstand these tortures.
As soon as they received the news from the insider, the two people quickly set off for the Guizha tribe.
"You'll know what to do later."
Yang Xuan asked a little worriedly.
Although the two discussed and planned many things together, they did not discuss what to do when they went to the Guizha tribe later.
"Well, just cooperate with me later."
Cardinal looked confident.
Because of the special geographical environment here, riding a horse here is more practical than driving a car. The two of them rode two horses and galloped through the night.
Although there were people watching at the entrance of the valley, with the skills of the two of them, they managed to sneak into the valley silently without alerting any guards.
When they arrived near the Guizha tribe, Hong Que took a deep breath, looked at each other and Yang Xuan, both of them smiled calmly.
Although not a word was spoken, the two of them understood each other's intentions tacitly.
"Welcome to the Saint!"
When the guards of the Guizha tribe saw Hongque arriving, they seemed a little hasty and nervous, and quickly knelt down on one knee to salute.
Because Hong Que's status is quite special, until this moment, Sangzhu Zhaluo still did not announce the news that Hong Que was a "rebel".
In the eyes of these outer sect members, Cardinal is still the saint of the Red Sect.
Hong Que acted like a saint and motioned to the man to get up and lead the way, so that Hou and Yang Xuan walked into the main hall of the Guizha tribe.
This is the second time Yang Xuan has come to this hall. The hall is still magnificent and magnificent, but this time the atmosphere is obviously much more dignified than before.
A young man with a pale face and dead eyes was sitting in the main hall. When he saw the cardinal arriving, he quickly knelt down on one knee and saluted, "Welcome the saint."
"Xiao Guizha, why are you here so late at night? Where's your dad? I heard he has a few bottles of fine wine. I was bored, so I happened to come over and have a drink with him."
Cardinal's tone was very relaxed, as if nothing had happened.
And everyone knew that Hongque had a little girl-like personality, so they didn’t find it offensive when she suddenly visited him in the middle of the night and wanted to drink.
That young man was Lao Guizha's only son, Xiao Guizha. He was just in his early twenties, and his appearance was completely opposite to that of his father.
The old ghost had a rough face and a rough face. His words were spitting and his behavior was vulgar. He almost had the word "bandit" carved on his forehead.
But Xiao Guizha is very handsome, with a well-proportioned and tall figure, quite like a handsome boy.
Because of my appearance, I once caused quite a stir.
After Xiao Guizha was born, as he grew up day by day, many people privately discussed whether grass had grown on Old Guizha's head. Otherwise, how could he have given birth to such a handsome boy like Xiao Guizha?
Although these words were discussed in private, there is no airtight wall in the world, and they eventually reached the ears of Lao Guizha.
After the neurotic Lao Guizha was exposed, he suddenly realized that there was something fishy about this matter. Looking at his son horizontally, vertically, left, and right, how come he looked nothing like himself?
So after a wave of inner drama, he angrily went to Xiao Guizha's mother with a machete in hand and questioned him face to face.
In a world where machismo is taken to the extreme, Xiao Guizha's mother is definitely a special case.
Xiao Guizha's mother was born with beautiful features, curving eyebrows and a slender waist. She was a beautiful woman.
But he has a very fiery personality, and perhaps one thing brings another down. Even though Lao Guizha is known for being fierce and ruthless, he is always suppressed by Xiao Guizha's mother.
At that time, Xiao Guizha's mother was practicing the embroidery she had just learned. When she saw Lao Guizha coming in aggressively and carrying a machete, Xiao Guizha's mother did not show any panic at all. She said calmly, "My scissors are missing. You use your knife." Help me cut these threads."
After hearing this, Lao Guizha instinctively prepared to go up and help, but then he thought something was wrong. He was here to figure out a big thing today, so he mustered up the courage to say, "Let me ask you something..."
"You're deaf, didn't you hear that I asked you to cut the thread?"
Unexpectedly, before Lao Gui Zha could finish his words, he was greeted by the roar of a Hedong lion.
"Oh oh oh, yes, yes, yes, I'll cut it right now, I'll cut it right now, I like cutting threads the most..."
Lao Guizha was so frightened that he broke out into a cold sweat. He quickly took the machete that was originally used to build his momentum and cut the thread for his wife.
And I have to be scolded by my daughter-in-law constantly, "You are blind, the threads are cut crookedly, you are deliberately causing trouble, aren't you?"
"It doesn't matter if you're ugly, but if you're so bad at work, why didn't you find a piece of thread and hang yourself earlier!"
"Look at your face. It's full of bumps. You're not afraid of mosquitoes crawling on your face and getting your feet wet!"
Lao Guizha, who was so impressive outside, could only keep saying yes when faced with the scolding from his wife.
After finally finishing cutting the threads, Lao Guizha was about to run away, but suddenly he realized that he still had something serious to do today.
So he mustered up the courage, "Um... let me ask you something... I guess it's not convenient for you now. If it's not convenient for you, I can ask you again when it's convenient for you..."
Lao Guizha's wife said impatiently, "If you fart, hurry up!"
Lao Guizha said quickly, "Let me ask you, why does our son look different from me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Guizha's wife slowly turned her head and gave Lao Guizha a death stare.
Lao Guizha was so frightened that there were big beads of sweat on his forehead, but at this time he had already fired his bow and had no intention of turning back. He would not feel at ease if he could not understand this matter.
Bracing up and daring to say a particularly strong word, "Please...please answer me!"
Bang!
As soon as Lao Guizha finished speaking, he received a heavy punch on his forehead. Lao Guizha's wife glared angrily and yelled, "Don't you think you have sprouts in your head? Don't you want your son to be handsome?"
The old ghost was stabbed in the head and hit hard, but at this time he was already willing to fight and continued to grit his teeth and said, "Of course I hope that my son will be handsome, but the premise is that my son must be my son..."